is she any good?

A week before I would begin teaching my first class and four weeks of excrutiating scrutiny my boss came to share a story.

He was walking across the yard when one of the offenders called out to him, “Yo, Mr. C! Who’s that new gal, the one whose name starts like yours?”

My boss helped him out with my name.

“Yeah, that’s right. Is she the new English teacher?”


“Is she any good?”



I could only hope he was going to be right.


About hey miss

A teacher. A prison guard. I used to think that was like oil and water. Like lightening and metal. Some days it is. Some days it's magic.
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